For several posts now, I have been trying to assure and reassure everyone that things are really good out here in The World of Pobble, so have been focusing solely on the good stuff. That tends to be my nature, anyway. However! Now that I think we've all had enough time to realize that, yep, life is back on track for me, it's time for a rant (or four). Without further ado...
1. I am a grown ass woman. As such, I get to choose if I learn to ride a bike or not at this stage in my life. And if I don't, it's not because I'm not determined enough or strong willed enough. It's because my legs work just fine for walking and riding a bike isn't worth the falling off part any longer.
2. The same goes for camping/roughing it/wilderness life. No, I don't want to camp. No, I don't want to become less citified. No, I don't need to experience life in the rough or without indoor plumbing. No, I haven't done it. I haven't stabbed myself repeatedly with sharp objects, either. That doesn't mean I have to do so to know I don't want to do it again. I am grown and have a really good sense of what I want and what I don't want. I don't want to camp. And guess what? That doesn't make me a bad person! As it is, I've held my own in the Interior for two weeks, quite well, thankyouverymuch. I am not running around in corsets and thigh highs. I am not pairing my capri pants with stiletto pumps. And I have managed to charm everyone I have met, including your ass, in spite of being out of my element. Let's drop you off in Dudley Square, or at the Ramrod, or in Beacon Hill and see if you can say the same thing at the end of two weeks. You don't bust my ass about not owning rugged clothing and I won't bust yours for not owning a tux to wear to the opera.
3. A little closer to civilization as I've always known it...Doing your job isn't being pushy! And part of your job is to deliver bad news. Nowhere in your job description does it say "ignore emails that might make you feel bad." I guarantee it! How did you get to be here, let alone take her place, if you don't have the skirt to do the job?????
4. And finally, the amazingly consistent, seemingly unending rant of my life: I am not the only one responsible for our friendship! Dayum. Yes, I end up in weird places. Yes, I sometimes end up in unexpected time zones. And yes, I often have no cell service OR no internet. I have yet to be somewhere where I didn't have either. Most often, I have both. And guess what? Email knows no time zone, anyway. (Ooo...that's kind of catchy, isn't it? That should be on a t-shirt. Email Knows No Time Zone. Or a Country-Western song. Hm...Digressing...sorry...) Anyway! Be in touch with me, too. And don't act all superior as if I am deigning to be in touch with you and making time for you when you haven't bothered to be in touch with me.
*whew*
Thanks for listening. Y'all are the best.
Those are (a wee bit perturbed) Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
6 comments:
I'm laughing and shaking my head. Sorry you've had annoyances pile up like that. Feels good to get them out, huh? Anyway, I hope for your sake it feels a *little* better. *hugs*
BTW, I didn't learn to really ride a bike--I mean, more than 3 feet--until I was 26. Guess who was half-horrified, half-amused that I'd decided against it as a child and made it her mission to teach me one weekend? I still don't do it very often.
I love you and miss you...desperately.
Btw, BU is looking like it's a good bet for me...so if I end up there and you want a place to rest while you visit.
You better call me.
So... things are good. Excellent. Glad to hear it.
I have never owned a tux. I went to the opera anyway. No one wore a tux. I fit right in. Don't get me started.
Cracker Lilo ~ That feeling of laughing frustration is it to a tee.
Dreamer ~ Oh hell yeah. But you know, I just want you to find a place where you're happy and getting what you want from your education. Of course, if that's Boston, *I* certainly won't try to talk you out of it.
GOML! ~ I have no problem with someone not owning a tux or even not wearing one to the opera. You wear what you wear and you go and enjoy. That is my point. Just because I'm not doing it the way this man would have me do it, doesn't mean I'm doing wrong or even badly. But don't start treating me as if I am when I am managing "in (his) world" far better than he would be able to manage in mine, because at that point, yeah, I'm gonna call him out (here). Of course, I'm not sure I have ever been able to honestly make the statement "I fit right in" about anywhere, but I'm okay with that too.
WHAT SHE SAID!!!!!!!
I hope you feel better Pobble. Ha. I always do when I get things off my chest and into words . . . I feel really bad about #3 as I think I understand that one very well. And I'm with you on the camping thing as I could generally do without it & I love to hike around in nature - I just don't care to sleep there. Ha.
Also enjoyed your respect post a few rungs down.
Always insist on indoor plumbing & keep your head up . . .
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